“Will you stay? I think I'd sleep better if you stayed here tonight. Then we could miss them together.”

“I miss you.I miss you. I miss you, I miss you.Be ready, because when I see you, I'll never let you go again.”

“There are other things I'd rather do when I'm alone with you." Time to step off the edge. "Then do them.”

“Her hand holding his for a dozen paces. His, resting on the small of her back for a moment. Touches that had no real purpose but to say I’m here and We are together still.”

“He’d pushed it back, where he’d kept the thought for weeks, but it wouldn’t stay. Wouldn’t stop. Wouldn’t let him go.”

“We lose and lose, but we're still here. Shaking in place, afraid of doing something. I'm tired of settling for this because I don't know if something better exists. It has to. What point is there otherwise? I can do something about it now. And I will.”

“Do you ever miss anything?'Perry smiled. 'You, all the time.”